Submissions by XoxHeatherlea
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I Write Because It's The Only Legal Way To Kill Someone.
Love You To Death
I hope that you are comfortable as you're hanging from your wrists
This was not my only option but the voices did insist
My initial thought was that we could've seen eye to eye, well obviously it didn't go as I had planned because my knife is inside your thigh
As I clean up your blood and plastic wrap pieces of your dismembered body I ponder upon ways to explain your unfortunate fatality
It won't take much to convince a jury that my defense is you drove me to temporary insanity.
This was not my only option but the voices did insist
My initial thought was that we could've seen eye to eye, well obviously it didn't go as I had planned because my knife is inside your thigh
As I clean up your blood and plastic wrap pieces of your dismembered body I ponder upon ways to explain your unfortunate fatality
It won't take much to convince a jury that my defense is you drove me to temporary insanity.
#death
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Chalk Outline
They were both artists painting their hearts.
He sketched her in chalk
And
she drew him with charcoal.
After the storm and the rain
the chalk washed away
but
the charcoal left it's mark forever.
He sketched her in chalk
And
she drew him with charcoal.
After the storm and the rain
the chalk washed away
but
the charcoal left it's mark forever.
#love
#dreams
#memories
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Musical Downpour
The beauty of rain
It's like a symphony from the sky.
Pounding drums on the roof
Serenades on the windows
An angelic dance of raindrops
dancing around in the garden
A
spectacle I could
witness for the rest of my days.
It's like a symphony from the sky.
Pounding drums on the roof
Serenades on the windows
An angelic dance of raindrops
dancing around in the garden
A
spectacle I could
witness for the rest of my days.
#rain
#uplifting
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Safe Word "Bitch Baby"
Cold, sharp blade in hand as I begin
to cut deeply in, nice and slow
I feel my heat begin to rise
The moment your blood starts to flow
Down my thigh pussy juice goes
As your cries get louder I can't help but wonder'
"Will the neighbors call the cops, or will your whining be masked by the thunder?"
As I tighten the chain I sever a vein
Tell me lover, can you handle all this pain?
I'd hate to have to cut into you deeper because you couldn't remember the damn safe word again.
to cut deeply in, nice and slow
I feel my heat begin to rise
The moment your blood starts to flow
Down my thigh pussy juice goes
As your cries get louder I can't help but wonder'
"Will the neighbors call the cops, or will your whining be masked by the thunder?"
As I tighten the chain I sever a vein
Tell me lover, can you handle all this pain?
I'd hate to have to cut into you deeper because you couldn't remember the damn safe word again.
#conflict
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#sleep
#nightmares
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Dirty Petals
She was summers last sunflower writing a letter to July,
As though one final correspondence would make an easier goodbye.
Already she could feel them, the approaching winds of change, an autumn she'd never see, both beautiful and strange.
As the heats embrace got softer,
She watched all the leaves fall and settle
She had one last look for love within her few remaining petals
Though the sun had made a promise she knew it was one that he forgot
As her final petals fell to the dirt,
He loves me
He loves me not.
As though one final correspondence would make an easier goodbye.
Already she could feel them, the approaching winds of change, an autumn she'd never see, both beautiful and strange.
As the heats embrace got softer,
She watched all the leaves fall and settle
She had one last look for love within her few remaining petals
Though the sun had made a promise she knew it was one that he forgot
As her final petals fell to the dirt,
He loves me
He loves me not.
#PopCulture
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A Touching Little Poem
I Touch Myself
You Touch Yourself
You Touch My Twat
I Touch Your Cock
You Touch Your Cock
While
I Touch My Twat
This Poem Isn't Exactly Romantic,
But...
It's Touching.
You Touch Yourself
You Touch My Twat
I Touch Your Cock
You Touch Your Cock
While
I Touch My Twat
This Poem Isn't Exactly Romantic,
But...
It's Touching.
#ShortStory
886 reads
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Mad World
Gun Shots Ring Loud,
Another Soul Takes Aim On The Crowd.
Civilization Falling Apart.
Terror Is The New Art,
Fed By The Funds Of An Endless War.
I Expect No Less From The Greedy Culture Of "More".
Another Soul Takes Aim On The Crowd.
Civilization Falling Apart.
Terror Is The New Art,
Fed By The Funds Of An Endless War.
I Expect No Less From The Greedy Culture Of "More".
#environment
487 reads
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Unfamiliar Reflection
I Saw This Girl Today With A Smile On Her Face.
It Was Weird, Somehow
No One Ever Smiles These Days Just For No Reason,
Everyone Has Bitch Face.
I Looked At Her,
Puzzled
She Looked Back The Same Way,
So I Turned From The Mirror
And Backed The Fuck Away.
It Was Weird, Somehow
No One Ever Smiles These Days Just For No Reason,
Everyone Has Bitch Face.
I Looked At Her,
Puzzled
She Looked Back The Same Way,
So I Turned From The Mirror
And Backed The Fuck Away.
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
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